Weight is NOT Health
Today, I went in to the clinic for a hypertension checkup. (I was supposed to go in last ... November, but I ran out of damns to give. )
The preliminaries showed that I gained weight, & the filtered condescending tone with which the nurse commented, I was certain my blood pressure would be sky-high. She asked, "has anything changed - are you doing anything differently?"
"No! Nothing is different!" I quickly answered, trying my darnedest to refrain from snapping at her. (I fully realize how these folks are brain-washed to give pat answers, especially where weight is concerned. It's like the default auto-response from Yahoo! when you file a complaint. ) They are victims of propaganda, just like everyone else.
I don't need to justify my lifestyle to anyone, but, I have been a strict vegetarian for over 5 years, mostly organic veggies & fruit. I avoid processed foods, & drink nothing but filtered water, coffee, & tea. I live & work on a farm, that usually necessitates me to perform vigorous manual labor until I'm exhausted & sore.
There is nothing I can (or would) change about my lifestyle to make it any "healthier". It is not possible to add any more exercise into my day; my joints are already eroding; they just can't take it. It is not possible to eat any healthier, nor is it "healthy" to eat any less.
I treat salt & sugar like an enemy, avoiding them like the plague.
Next, she tries to take my blood-pressure. I'm doing everything wrong: I haven't been sitting still, we're chatting, I can't relax my arm if my life depended on it, I hate being out in public, & I'm developing some rage - everything that should make those numbers soar. She has to take several readings, with several different machines, & even after all of that falderal, it comes to 115 / 82. Yeah, I refused to take some of the medications, too!
That's right, folks!
I gained 20 lbs. since my last check-up, & now my blood-pressure has gone down from 186 / 98 to levels it has not been at since I was 15 years old.
When I was teenager, I was a size-15 (whatever the Hell that is), I was living off of the Standard A-merkin Garbage: Fast-food, frozen dinners, liquid-candy (a.k.a. soda pop); & endured a laundry list of problems including but not limited to: chronic constipation, malodor, skin lesions, inflammation, hair loss, & who know what else that I just accepted as "normal".
That was the antithesis of "health".
Now, I'm up to a size-22 (whatever the Hell that is), & I am the healthiest I ever have been. All of those maladies have cleared-up, since I've cleaned-up. If humans came with a nutrition label, mine would read:
"No artificial colors, no artificial flavors, No HFC!, Low sodium, 98% organic ingredients. Truth & common sense used as a preservative. May contain, or be nuts."
Folks who are consumed by judgmentalism & saturated with hate for folks who are large ... can go sit on something sharp & rusted. I realize you have been violated by the parasites known as "criticism" & "self-righteousness", but don't even try to equate visual size with "health".
Don't even pretend that you're concerned for my health - you're an ignorant puppet dancing on a string owned by bureaucrats, & have been programmed & conditioned to despise the fact that I'm taking up a certain amount of space. Don't you dare assume that I'm eating more than my share, either (whatever that Hell that is), considering some of that actually comes from my own garden, into which I've invested my own manual labor & time.
Never assume.
Never assume anything about anyone!
Stop The Hate!
Here's another thing:
The cuff on the sphygmomanometer is printed with huge, military font "OBESE". What the Hell?
If Mr. T comes in for a check up, (he's serious about fitness & health, so I know he will), I pity da foo' that tries to wrap the "oh, ick, gross super morbidly obese yuck" cuff around his bicep!
A large percentage of men-folk actually have gone to great effort to make those muscles as large as they can. Are you going to tell them they are ... fat? Not if you want to keep your life!
So, I guess muscle no longer exists, & you either have child-size / noodle-arms, or are hideously fat.
Stop the Bullshit!
The preliminaries showed that I gained weight, & the filtered condescending tone with which the nurse commented, I was certain my blood pressure would be sky-high. She asked, "has anything changed - are you doing anything differently?"
"No! Nothing is different!" I quickly answered, trying my darnedest to refrain from snapping at her. (I fully realize how these folks are brain-washed to give pat answers, especially where weight is concerned. It's like the default auto-response from Yahoo! when you file a complaint. ) They are victims of propaganda, just like everyone else.
I don't need to justify my lifestyle to anyone, but, I have been a strict vegetarian for over 5 years, mostly organic veggies & fruit. I avoid processed foods, & drink nothing but filtered water, coffee, & tea. I live & work on a farm, that usually necessitates me to perform vigorous manual labor until I'm exhausted & sore.
There is nothing I can (or would) change about my lifestyle to make it any "healthier". It is not possible to add any more exercise into my day; my joints are already eroding; they just can't take it. It is not possible to eat any healthier, nor is it "healthy" to eat any less.
I treat salt & sugar like an enemy, avoiding them like the plague.
Next, she tries to take my blood-pressure. I'm doing everything wrong: I haven't been sitting still, we're chatting, I can't relax my arm if my life depended on it, I hate being out in public, & I'm developing some rage - everything that should make those numbers soar. She has to take several readings, with several different machines, & even after all of that falderal, it comes to 115 / 82. Yeah, I refused to take some of the medications, too!
That's right, folks!
I gained 20 lbs. since my last check-up, & now my blood-pressure has gone down from 186 / 98 to levels it has not been at since I was 15 years old.
When I was teenager, I was a size-15 (whatever the Hell that is), I was living off of the Standard A-merkin Garbage: Fast-food, frozen dinners, liquid-candy (a.k.a. soda pop); & endured a laundry list of problems including but not limited to: chronic constipation, malodor, skin lesions, inflammation, hair loss, & who know what else that I just accepted as "normal".
That was the antithesis of "health".
Now, I'm up to a size-22 (whatever the Hell that is), & I am the healthiest I ever have been. All of those maladies have cleared-up, since I've cleaned-up. If humans came with a nutrition label, mine would read:
"No artificial colors, no artificial flavors, No HFC!, Low sodium, 98% organic ingredients. Truth & common sense used as a preservative. May contain, or be nuts."
Folks who are consumed by judgmentalism & saturated with hate for folks who are large ... can go sit on something sharp & rusted. I realize you have been violated by the parasites known as "criticism" & "self-righteousness", but don't even try to equate visual size with "health".
Don't even pretend that you're concerned for my health - you're an ignorant puppet dancing on a string owned by bureaucrats, & have been programmed & conditioned to despise the fact that I'm taking up a certain amount of space. Don't you dare assume that I'm eating more than my share, either (whatever that Hell that is), considering some of that actually comes from my own garden, into which I've invested my own manual labor & time.
Never assume.
Never assume anything about anyone!
Stop The Hate!
Here's another thing:
The cuff on the sphygmomanometer is printed with huge, military font "OBESE". What the Hell?
If Mr. T comes in for a check up, (he's serious about fitness & health, so I know he will), I pity da foo' that tries to wrap the "oh, ick, gross super morbidly obese yuck" cuff around his bicep!
A large percentage of men-folk actually have gone to great effort to make those muscles as large as they can. Are you going to tell them they are ... fat? Not if you want to keep your life!
So, I guess muscle no longer exists, & you either have child-size / noodle-arms, or are hideously fat.
Stop the Bullshit!